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Your wisdom may inform you.
A year's age on me! Post. Please your highness,
Imo. I bescech you, sir, I will from hence to-day.
Harm not yourself with your vexation; I Queen. You know the peril!
Am senseless of your wrath ; a touch more rare I'll fetch a turn about the garden, pitying
Subdues all pangs, all fears, The
pangs of barr'd aflections; though the king Cym. Past grace? obedience ? Hath charg'd you should not speak together. Imo. Past hope, and in despair; that way, past
Exit Queen, grace. Imo. O,
Cym. That might'st have had the solc son of my Dissembling courtesy! How fine this tyrant
queen! Can tickle where she wounds! – My dearest husband, Imo. O bless'd, that I might not! I chose an eagle, I something fear my father's wrath, but nothing, And did avoid puttock. (Always reserv'd my holy duty,) what
Cym. Thou took'st a beggar; would'st have made His rage can do on me. You must be gone; And I shall here abide the hourly shot
A seat for baseness. Of angry eyes; not comforted to live,
Imo. No; I rather added But that there is this jewel in the world,
A lustre to it. That I may see again.
Cym. O thou vile one! Post. My queen! my mistress!
Imo. Sir, 0, lady, weep no more! lest I give causo
It is your fault that I have lov'd Posthúmus: To be suspected of more tenderness,
You bred him as my play-fellow; and he is
A man, worth any woman; overbuys me
Cym. What!-art thou mad?
Imo. Almost, sir! Heaven restore me! --- 'Vould, Known but by letter: thither write, my queen,
Our neighbour shepherd's son!
Cym. Thou foolish thing!How much of his displeasure : - yet I'll move him
They were again together : you hare done
[To the Queen. [Aside. To walk this way: I never do him wrong,
Not after our command. Away with her,
And pen her up! But he does buy my injuries, to be friends;
Queen. Bescech your patience! - Peace, Pays dear for my offences.
[Exit. Dear lady daughter, peace! - Sweet sovereign, Post. Should we be taking leare
Leave us to ourselves; and make yourself some As long a term, as yet we have to live,
comfort The loathuess to depart would grow. Adieu!
Out of your best advice. Imo. Nay, stay a little !
Cym. Nay, let her languish Were but riding forth to air yourself,
you Such parting were too petty. Look here, love!
A drop of blood a-day; and, being aged,
Die of this folly!
Queen. Fye! -- you must give way! Post. How! how! another?
Here is your servant. -llow now, sir? What news? Yon gentle gods, give me but this I have,
Pis. My lord, your son, drew on my master. And sear up my embracements from a next
[Putting on the ring. Pis. There might have been, While sense can keep it on! And sweetest, fairest, But that my master rather play'd, than fought, As I my poor self did exchange for yon,
And had to help of anger: they were parted To your so infinite loss; so, in our trilles
By gentlemen at hand. I still win of you. For my sake, wear this;
Queen. I am very glad on't. It is a manacle of love; I'll place it
Imo. Your son's my father's friend ; he takes bis Upon this fairest prisoner,
part. (Putting a bracelet on her im. To draw upon an exile! - 0 brave sir!Imo. O, the gods!
I would they were in Afric both together;
Myself by with a needle, that I might prick
? Post. Alack, the king !
Pis. On his command. He would not suffer me Cym. Thou basest thing, avoid ! hence from my To bring him to the haven : left these notes
Of what commands I should be subject to,
Queen. This hath been
Your faithful servant. I dare lag miue honour, Póst. The gods protect you!
Ile will remain so.
(Exit. Queen. Pray, walk a while! Imo. There cannot be a pinch in death
Imo. About some half hour hence, More sharp, than this is.
pray you, speak with me! you shall, at least, Cym. O disloyal thing, That should'st repair my youth; thou heapest
Go see my lord aboard: for this time, leave me!
SCENE III. – A public place.
The smalluess of a gnat to air; and then Enter Cloten, and two Lords. Have turn'd mine eye, and wept. — But, good Pi1 Lord. Sir, I would advise you to shift a shirt; sanio, the violence of action hath made you reek as a When shall we hear from him? sacrifice. Where air comes out, air comes in; there's Pis. Be assur’d, madam, none abroad so wholesome as that you vent.
With his next vantage. Clo. If my shirt were bloody, then to shift it Imo. I did not take my leave of him, but had llave I hurt him ?
Most pretty things to say: ere I could tell him, 2 Lord. No, faith! not so much as his patience. How I would think on him, at certain hours,
[ Aside. Such thoughts, and such; or I could make him swear, 1 Lord. Hurt him? his body's a passable carcass, The shes of Italy should not betray if he be not hurt: it is a thoroughfare for steel, it Mine interest, and his honour; or have charg’d him it be not hurt.
At the sixth hour of morn, at noon, at midnight, 2 Lord. His steel was in debt; it went o'the back- To encounter me with orisons, for then side the town.
[Aside. I am in heaven for him; or ere I could Clo. The villain would not stand me.
Give him that parting kiss, which I had set 2 Lord. No; but he fled forward still, toward your Betwixt two charming words, comes in my father, face.
[-A side. And, like the tyrannous breathing of the north, 1 Lord. Stand you! You have land enough of your Shakes all our buds from growing. own: but he added to your having; gave you some
Enter a Lady.
Lady. The queen, madam,
[Aside. Imo. Those things I bid you do, get them disClo. I would, they had not come between us.
SCFNE V. Rome. An apartment in Pinario's 2 Lord. If it be a sin to make a true election, she
house. is damned.
[Aside. Enter. PuilaRIO, Iacuumo, a Frenchman, a Dutchman. 1 Lord. Sir, as I told you always, her beauty and
and a Spaniard. her brain go not together. She's a good sign, but I lach. Believe it, sir: I have seen him in Britain : have seen small rcflection of her wit.
he was then of a crescent note; expected to prove 2 Lord. She shines not upou fools, lest the reflec- so worthy, as since he hath been allowed the name tion should hurt her.
[ Aside. of: but I could then have looked on him without Clo. Come, I'll to my chamber. 'Would, there had the help of admiration; though the catalogue of been some hurt done!
his endowments had been tabled by his side, and I 2 Lord. I wish not so; unless it had been the fall to peruse him by items. of an ass, which is no great hurt.
[Aside. Phi. You speak of him, when he was less furnishClo. You'll go with us?
ed, than now he is, with that which makes him both 1 Lord. I'll attend your lordship.
without and within. Clo. Nay, come, let's go together!
French. I have seen him in France: we had very 2 Lord. Well, my lord!
[Exeunt. many there, could behold the sun with as firm eyes, SCENE IV. – A room in Cymbeline's palace. lach. This matter of marrying his king's daughter, Enter Imogex and Pisanio.
(wherein he must be weighed rather by her value, Imo. I would thou grew'st unto the shores o'the than his own,) words him, I doubt not, a great deal haven,
from the matter.
lach. Ay, and the approbation of those, that weep As offer'd mercy is. What was the last
this tamentable divorce, under her colours, are wonThat he spake to thee?
derfully to extend him; be it but to fortify her Pis. 'Twas, His queen, his queen!
judgment, which else an easy battery might lay flat, Imo. Then wav'd his handkerchief?
for taking a beggar without more quality. But how Pis. And kiss'd it, madam.
comes it, he is to sojourn with you? llow creeps Imo. Senseless linen! happier therein than I! - acquaintance ? And that was all ?
Phi. His father and I were soldiers together; to Pis. No, madam ; for so long
whom I have been often bouud for no less, than my As he could make me with this eye or ear
Enter Post UMUS.
amongst you, as suits, with gentlemen of your knowCould best express how slow his soul sailid on, ing, to a stranger of his quality. -1 beseech you How swift his ship.
all, be better known to this gentleman; whom I comImo. Thou shonld'st have made him
mend to you, as a noble friend of mine. How worthy As little, as a crow, or less, ere left
he is, I will leave to appear hereafter, rather than To after-eye him.
story him in his own hearing. Pis. Madam, so I did.
French. Sir, we have known together in Orleans. Imo. I would have broke mine eye-strings; crack'd Post. Since when I have been debtor to you for them, but
courtesies, which I will be ever to pay,and yet pay still. To look upon him; till the diminution
French. Sir, you o'er-rate my poor kindness: I was of space had pointed him sharp as my needle: glad I did atone my countryman and you ; it had Nay, follow'd him, till he had welted from been pity, you should have been put together with
so mortal a purpose, as then each bore, upon im-jyour confidence, than her reputation: and, to bar portance of so slight and trivial a nature.
your offence herein too, I durst attempt it against Post. By your pardon, sir, I was then a young any lady in the world.
Ba traveller; rather shunned to go even with what I Post. You are a great deal abused in too bold a M heard, than in my every action to be guided by persuasion; and I doubt not you sustain what you're Co others' experiences: but; upon my mended judg-worthy of, by your attempt. ment, (if I offend not to say it is mended,) my lach. What's that?
Bu quarrel was not altogether slight.
Post. A repulse: though your attempt, as you French. 'Faith, yes, to be put to the arbitrement call it, deserves more; a punishment too. of swords; and by such two, that would, by all likeli- Phi. Gentlemen, enough of this: it came in too hood, have confounded one the other, or have fal- suddenly; let it die as it was born, and, I pray you, len both.
be better acquainted. lach. Can we, with manners, ask what was the Iach. 'Would, I had put my estate, and my neighdifference?
bour's, on the approbation of what I have spoke
. French. Safely, I think ; 'twas a contention in public, Post. What lady would you choose to assail? which may, without contradiction, suffer the report. Iach. Yours; whom in constancy, you think, stands It was much like an argument, that fell out last night, so safe. I will lay you ten thousand ducats to your where each of us fell in praise of our country mis- ring, that, commend me to the court where your tresses. This gentleman at that time vouching, (and lady is, with no more advantage, than the opporupon warrant of bloody affirmation,) his to be more tunity of a second conference, and I will bring from fair, virtuous, wise, chaste, constant-qualified, and thence that honour of hers, which you imagine se less attemptible, than any the rarest of our ladies in reserved. France,
Post. I will wage against your gold, gold to it: my Iach. That lady is not now living; or this gentle-ring I hold as dear, as my finger ; 'tis part of it.
B man's opinion, by this, worn out.
lach. You are a friend, and therein the wiser. If Post. She holds her virtue still, and I my
mind. you buy ladies' flesh at a million a dram, you cannot Iach. You must not so far prefer her 'fore ours preserve it from tainting. But, I see, you have some of Italy.
religion in you, that you fear. Post. Being so far provoked as I was in France, I Post. This is but a custom in your tongue; for would abate her nothing; though I profess myselt|bear a graver purpose, I hope. her adorer, not her friend.
lach. I am the master of my speeches; and would Iach. As fair, and as good, (a kind of hand-in-hand undergo what's spoken, I swear. comparison), had been something too fair, and too
Post. Will you?
I shall but lend diamond good, for any lady in Britany. If she went before till your return. Let there be covenants drawa others I have seen, as that diamond of yours out-between us. My mistress exceeds in goodness the lustres many I have beheld, I could not but believe hugeness of your unworthy thinking: I dare you to she excellcd many: but I have not seen the most this match : here's my ring. precious diamond that is, nor you the lady.
Phi. I will have it no lay. Post. I praised her as I rated her: so do I my stone. Tach. By the gods it is one.
If I bring you ne Iuch. What do you esteem it at?
sufficient testimony, that I have enjoyed the dearest Post. More than the world enjoys.
bodily part of your mistress, my ten thousand decat! Iach. Either your unparagoned mistress is dead, o are yours; so is your diamond too. If I come of, she's outprized by a trifle.
and leave her in such honour, as you have trast it Post. You are mistaken: the one may be sold, or she your jewel, this your jewel, and my gold are given; if there were wealth enough for the purchase, yours :- provided, I have your commendation
, for or merit for the gift: the other is not a thing for my more free entertainment. sals, and only the gift of the gods.
Post. I embrace these conditions ; let us have Iach.Which the gods have given you ? articles betwixt us:-only, thus far you shall a07 Post. Which, by their graces, I will keep. swer. If you make your voyage upon her, and give Tach. You may wear her in title yours: but, you me directly to understand you have prevailed, I am know, strange fowl light upon neighbouring ponds. no further your enemy, she is not worth oor debate Your ring may be stolen too: so, of your brace of if she remain unseduced, (you not making it appear unprizeable estimations, the one is but frail, and the otherwise,) for your ill opinion, and the assault on other casual; a cunning thief, or a that-way-accom- have made to her chastity, you shall answer me with plished courtier, would hazard the winning both of
sword. first and last.
lach. Your hand; a covenant. We will hare the Post. Your Italy contains none so accomplished a things set down by lawful counsel, and straight awal courtier , to convince the honour of my mistress ; if, for Britain ; lest the bargain should catch cold
, and in the holding or loss of that, you term her frail. í starve: I will fetch my gold, and have our 140 do nothing doubt, you have store of thieves; not- wagers recorded. withstanding, I fear not my ring.
Post. Agreed. (Exeunt Posthumus and Iachine.
French. Will this hold, think you?
Tach. With five times so much conversation , J SCENE VI. -- Britain. A room in CYMBELINE's palaa.
Enter Queen, Ludies, and ConsELIUS. go back, even to the yielding; had I admittance, Queen. Whiles yet the dew's on ground, gather and opportunity to friend.
those flowers; Post. No, no.
Make haste! Who has the note of them? Iach. I dare, thereon, pawn the moiety of my estate 1 Lady. I, madam. to your ring; which, in my opinion, o'ervalues it Queen. Dispatch! something: but I make my wager rather against | Now, master doctor; have you brought those droge
Cor. Pleaseth your highness, ay: here they are, It is an earnest of a further good
[Presenting a small box. That I mean to thee. Tell thy mistress how
To any shape of thy preferment, such
As thou'lt desire; and then myself, I chiesly,
The hand fast to her lord. - I have given him that,
Which, if he take, shall quite unpeople her Of these tlıy compounds on such creatures, as Of liegers for her sweet; and which she, after, We couut not worth the hanging, (but none human,) Except she bend her humour, shall be assur'd To try the vigour of them, and apply
Re-enter PISAnio, and Ladies.
The violets, cowslips, and the priroroses,
Bear to my closet. — Fare thee well, Pisanio !
Pis. And shall do:
But when to my good lord I prove untrue,
I'll choke myself: there's all I'll do for you. [Exit.
That hath her husband banish’d; - O, that hus-
band! But you shall do no harm.
[ Aside. My supreme crown of grief! and those repeated Queen. Hark thee, a word ! - (To Pisanio. Vexations of it! Had I been thief-stolen, Cor. [.Aside.] I do not like her. She doth think As my two brothers, happy! but most miserable she has
Is the desire that's glorious. Blessed be those, Strange lingering poisons : I do know her spirit, How mean soe'er, that have their honest wills, And will not trust one of her maiice with
Which seasons comfort. — Who may this be? Fye!
Enter PISANIO and IacHMO.
Pis. Madam, a noble gentleman of Rome;
lach. Change you, madam?
Imo. Thanks, good sir :
You are kindly welcome!
Iach. All of her, that is out of door, most rich!
[Aside. Until I send for thee.
If she be furnish'd with a mind so rare,
[Exit. The is alone the Arabian bird; and I Queen. Weeps she still, say'st thou? Dost thou Have lost the wager. Boldness be
Arm me, audacity, from head to foot!
upon him accordingly, as you value your truest His fortunes all lie speechless, and his name
So far I read aloud:
But even the
Is warm'd by the rest, and takes it thankfully.---
In all that I can do.
To see this vaulted arch, and the rich crop
Upon the number'd beach? and can we not
takes it up
l'Twixt fair and foul?
De He A Ca Fo IE WV TH T! TI Ha
Imo. What makes your admiration?
Something of me, or what concerns me. 'Pray you, lach. It cannot be i'the eye; for apes and monkeys, (Since doubting things go ill
, often hurts more, 'Twixt two such shes, would chatter this way, and Than to be sure they do: for certainties Contemm with mows the other: nor i’the judgment; Either are past remedies; or, timely knowing, For idiots, in this case of favour, would
The remedy then born,) discover to me Be wisely definite: nor i'the appetite;
What both you spur and stop. Sluttery, to such neat excellence oppos'd,
Iach. Had I this cheek Should make desire vomit emptiness,
To bathe my lips upon; this hand, whose touch, Not so allur'd to feed.
Whose every touch, would force the feeler's soul Imo. What is the matter, trow?
To the oath of loyalty; this object, which Iach. The cloyed will,
Takes prisoner the wild motion of mine eye, (That satiate yet unsatisfied desire,
Fixing it only here: should I (damn'd then, That tub both fill'd and running,) ravening first, Slaver with lips as common, as the stairs The lamb, longs after for the garbage.
That mount the Capitol; join gripes with hands Imo. What, dear sir,
Made hard with hourly falsehood (falsehood, as Thus raps you? Are you well?
With labour;) then lie peeping in an eye, Iach. Thanks, madam; well! --'Beseech you, sir, Base and unlustrous as the smoky light, desire
[To Pisanio. That's fed with stinking tallow; it were fit, My man's abode, where I did leave him: he That all the plagues of hell should at one time Is strange and peevish.
Encounter such revolt. Pis. I was going, sir,
Imo. My lord, I fear, To give him welcome.
[Exit Pisanio. Has forgot Britain. Imo. Continues well my lord? His health, beseech Iach. And himself. Not I, you?
Inclin'd to this intelligence, pronounce Iach. Well, madam!
The beggary of his change; but’tis your graces
Imo. Let me hear no more.
Iach. O dearest soul! your cause doth strike my Imo. When he was here,
heart He did incline to sadness; and oft-times
With pity, that doth make me sick. A lady Not knowing why.
So fair, and fasten’d to an empery, Iach. I never saw him sad.
Would make the great’st king double! to be partThere is a F.enchman his companion, one
ner'd An eminent nionsieur, that, it seems, much loves With tomboys, hir’d with that self-exhibition, A Gallian girl at home, he furnaces
Which your own coffers yield! with diseas'd ventures, The thick sighs from him; whiles the jolly Briton That play with all infirmities for gold, (Your lord, I mean,) laughs from's free lungs, cries, 0! Which rottenness can lend nature; such boil'dstuf Can my sides hold, to think, that man, -- who knows As well might poison poison ! Be reveng'd; By history, report, or his own proof,
De she, that bore you, was no queen, and you
Recoil from your great stock.
How should i be reveng'a? If this be true,
(As I have such a heart, that both mine ears lach. Ay, madam; with his eyes in flood with Must not in haste abuse,) if it be true, laughter.
How should I be reveng'd? It is a recreation to be by,
Iach. Should he make me Aud hear him mock the Frenchman: but heavens Live like Diana's priest, betwixt cold sheets ; know,
Whiles he is vaulting variable ramps, Some men are much to blame.
In your despite, npon your purse? Revengeit! - Imo. Not he, I hope.
I dedicate myself to your sweet pleasure; Iach. Not he: but yet heaven's bounty towards More noble, than that runagate bed; him might
And will continue fast to your aflection,
ach. Let me my service tender on your lips. To pity too.
Imo. Away!-s do condemn mine ears, that here Imo. What do you pity, sir?
So long attended thee! - If thou wert honourable Iach. Two creatures, heartily.
Thou would'st have told this tale for virtue, not Imo. Am I one, sir?
For such an end thou seek'st; as base, as strange. You look on me. What wreck discern you in me, Thou wrong'st a gentleman, who is as far Deserves your pity?
From thy report, as thou from honour ; and
Solicit'st here a lady, that disdaius
The king my father shall be made acquaiuted
Of thy assault; if he shall think it fit,
A saucy stranger, in his court, to mart
As in a Romish stew, and to expound
His beastly mind to us; he hath a court
He little cares for, and a daughter whom
He not respects at all. - What ho, Pisanio! -
Iach. O happy Leonatus! I may sayi
The credit that thy lady hath of thee,